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The second grippli's eyes go pale and distant for a moment before flashing back into their usual beady blue. Enrique looks around, licking his lips in thought as he takes in his surroundings.

"Awfully sorry, my friends", he says in a deep voice. "It seems I was under increased influence of Sir Enrique for an extended amount of time, and my memory of the events that have transpired until now is a bit foggy."

Enrique places his webbed hands on his waist and nods at Iovarl and Grubglub. "These two here-- Iovarl Volarin and Grubglub, if I recall correctly-- have already journeyed with me once, and might remember my condition; but for the rest of you, I shall summarize it and say I involuntarily host within my body the spirit of a malicious conqueror named Sir Enrique. His spirit grants me enhanced abilities, but sometimes his influence can be meddlesome."

"With this introduction out of the way," he croaks, "I agree with my fellow grippli's suggestion. Also, I think animals should be easier to deal with than clockwork machinery."

Welp, seems like something was wrong with my notifications and I didn't see the game has started. I will catch up and post ASAP, if that's alright.

Player Name: TheSuperDodo
Character Name: Enrique Karpadi
PFS#: 221942-9
Faction: Dark Archives

Enrique is level 3.0. As for special abilities, Enrique is a Fiend Keeper medium, so you might want to familiarize yourself with the rules for those, though I doubt he'll have reason/time for any spirit other than Champion to show up.

Same here. Thank you very much for taking over and running this game for us!

"Hang in there, Grablab, aid is on its way! My, your kind are worthless without my guidance..."

Double move.

Enrique moves along the path as fast as his little froggy legs can carry him.

Double move.

Enrique flips his grip on the maulaxe so its blunt edge points outwards and starts following in Makon's steps.

"Hacking them to bits... yes, this will work," mumbles Enrique as he draws his large Maulaxe.

The grippli hops forwards, stopping next to his kin and preparing to slash at any ectoplasmic anomaly that comes near them.

Prepare attack for when an enemy comes within reach.

"Twinhorns!"

"What say you, Kragr? Don't you wish to join on this quest to drive the unliving menace out of your lands? The people will it, your fellow leaders will it, the Twin Horns will it; by my word, Vildeis wills it! Fight now, for honour and for a better future!"

Diplomacy + Medda: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

Hello, I wanted to check in and show I'm still here, despite some school pressure. It's late at night and I'm a bit too tired to think of a good argument right now, but Enrique will suck up to Kragr, appealing to his ego and explaining how he doesn't need to kill undead only to prove himself but also to improve his reputation.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

"As much as Sir Enrique must enjoy whacking and hacking at undead, battle won't help. That's how zombies are; they just keep on coming. Unless we give the leadership a good pep talk, we won't be changing much in the long run.

"Good job, grippli!" Enrique puts his left hand on Makon's belly - the highest place he can reach - and mumbles some divine incantation. [b]"Now you smash them too, half-orc, so I don't have to dirty my hands any more.

Move and guidance on Makon.

Yes, I'll stay with Champion. It is my default spirit, and Dwarven Maulaxe is my default choice of weapon proficiency from its power.

"Undead... too many times have I nearly died in the hands of the non-living... but not today!"

As he runs forward, Enrique sheathes his rapier and draws a large weapon, its one end clearly intended for slashing and the other looking like it can be used as a blunt instrument.

"Come at me!"

"Not so eager to fight anymore, eh, drummer? Here, let me help you with that."

Rapier + Spirit: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25, Damage + Spirit + Rage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

"Good job grabbing their attention, Magic Horse! Now it's time for some real damage!"

Enrique skips towards the blue orc in even frog hops, ending with a fierce plunge of his rapier into the enemy.

Rapeir + Guidance + Spirit: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12, Damage + Rage + Spirit: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

After First Battle

Enrique nods solemnly in agreement with Atronia. He sighs as he wipes some viscera off his rapier.

"You are correct; my apologies. I should have explained my condition earlier. I do not know what words may have exited my mouth during this skirmish, but whatever they are, I am sorry. You see, the Enrique that fights alongside you is not, in fact, me. It is the spirit of Sir Enrique the Conqueror, a powerful Taldan noble who, many years ago, took over my tribe in the jungles of the Mwnagi. Even when a rebellion successfully overthrew him, his spirit inhabited the body of our leader, Rikki, whose name the Conqueror Taldanized into Enrique. I, as the sixth Enrique, carry this spirit within me too, harnessing its power while trying to cleanse it of its malevolence. As part of this... "deal"... you must deal with an old cynic conqueror on the field of battle, rather than a friendly young frog." Enrique looks up at the skald with a sorry smile. "Understood?"

Second Battle

"Right, let's get this show going!"

Enrique runs towards the orcs, vaulting over the collapsed pillar and leaning against it as he mutters an incantation to improve the aim on his next attack.

Move and guidance.

Hearing Makon's furious cry, Enrique turns to look at the bloodrager with an expression of disapproval. He maneuvers around Grubglub and sinks his rapier deep into the enemy orc.

"I tend to a filthy dog for a moment and you get yourself killed? Sigh... Sir Enrique to the rescue!"

Rapier + Spirit: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10, Reroll (Character Folio): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20 Damage + Spirit: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

"Good job distracting it, Atronia, but try to hit next time!"

Rapier + Flank + Spirit: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14, Damage + Spirit: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

In case 14 is not enough to hit, add Spirit Surge: 1d6 ⇒ 5 to the attack roll.

Sorry for not posting, I've been feeling under the weather lately with school stress and illness. Hopefully things get better soon.

Enrique advances towards the pink coyote, preparing for a strategic position to strike.

Double move.

Sorry about the spirit thing, I asked twice whether or not I have time and the only thing close to an answer I got was "you all have plenty of time to visit other leaders".

"Right. Battle is the only way these monstrous brutes can be dealt with."

Iovarl, you rolled a d22, not a d20.

Before he sets off to earn his reputation with any tribe leader, Enrique retreats to his quiet room in the Grand Lodge where he sits calmly for one hour, conversing with the malevolent spirit of Sir Enrique in his mind and allowing any party members to join in his seance. In the end, he manages to shift the conqueror's spirit's focus from battle to a mindset he thinks would help in Leader Benta's task - tending to animals.

Holding a seance for the Trickster spirit, taking Ride and Handle Animal (at an additional +1) as class skills at full ranks for +7 and +8, respectively.

Skill Check: 1d20 ⇒ 5, Spirit Surge Bonus (only if a DEX-based skill is used: 1d6 ⇒ 2

So... do I have time for a seance?

Assuming we have more than an hour, I can let everyone share a seance of the Trickster spirit with me for the following boon:

Choose one skill when you gain this seance boon. You gain a +1 bonus on skill checks using that skill, and that skill counts as a class skill for you.

Enrique is startled by the crashing chandelier, and as he takes the situation in his expression twists into an unnatural, condescending frown.

"Come to crash our party, have you, abomination? Understandable. Time for you to die!"

Rapier + Flank + Spirit: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30, Critical confirmation: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30 Holy moly! Damage + Spirit: 2d4 + 8 ⇒ (1, 3) + 8 = 12

"Indeed. Besides, do you not think the world deserves to know more about this precious artefact of Vildeis? I have an idea. You could allow the hilt to remain here, as a temporary exhibition under your direct supervision, and take it back where it rightfully belongs when you want to."

Diplomacy to Aid: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Stabbing at this thing with my rapier probably won't do too well... taking off large chunks, or crushing it, must be the way to win this. Or fire, if the tall one knows what he's saying.

As he advances, Enrique draws a large stone-and-metal weapon, its head similar to an axe but with a flat back also fitting for use to bludgeon. He swings the weapon at the golem, hoping to remove vital chunks of wax.

Been entirely forgetting about my Spirit bonuses... Enrique should be slightly more combat-viable from now on. If the dice will it, that is.

Dwarven Maulaxe + guidance + Champion spirit: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28, Slashing Damage + Champion spirit + rage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

"Hey, what's gotten into this guy? What is this mockery of a human face?"

Enrique proceeds into the square room, once again hunkering down and casting Guidance upon himself.

"Hey, bookworms, try to see if this person is possessed or anything."

Rapier + Guidance: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28, Damage + Rage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Confirm: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17, Extra Damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Enrique dashes around the dog, malice in his eyes, and plants his rapier deep in the animal's flesh. The weapon pierces straight through the frightened dog, causing it to whimper in pain as it drops dead (I assume). At that very moment, a loud crashing sound disturbs the grippli's battle rage.

"You fools! The dogs were just a distraction!"

Stray dogs, and they dare stand in my way? I shall slay them with ease!"

Enrique advances towards the dogs and stops near the wall, casting Guidance on himself with a confident, strangely non-froggish grin.

When the banner moves to attack, Enrique freezes for a moment, slowly shaking his head. Moments later, he leaps rapier-first at the enemy, his movement noticeably more fluid and dance-like.

"Now, big brute, don't listen to that scholarly wimp! Help me stop this thing before you regret it!"

Rapier: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

"I shall have your back, Humbert. I may be a tiny frog person, but I can hold my own in combat. Also, no matter what it may sound like while I'm fighting... I'm not going to backstab you."

Enrique smiles a mysterious, reassuring smile. "I have a certain condition that I can describe to you later, if you want me to."

Enrique smiles at Janira with the entire capacity of his wide frog lips.

"Indeed, Janira, it is great to see you again, and in less life-threatening circumstances. I must thank you for that filking class, it's sure to free me from many hours of boredom."

I'll take the +1 for perception.

A grippli clad in dignified garments steps into the lodge, taking a moment to take in his surroundings before making himself too comfortable. A grin stretches wide on his froggy face when he spots a fellow grippli.

"Greetings and salutations to you, dearest Pathfinders. I am Enrique Karpadi, and I will try to help you solve this Blakros mystery and survive doing so."

With the formal introduction out of the way, Enrique turns to speak to Grubglub in their native tongue.

Name: TheSuperDodo
Character Name: Enrique Karpadi
PFS #: 221942-9
Faction: Dark Archives
Day Job: None
Normal or Slow Track: Normal

Enrique is a Fiend Keeper medium, meaning he can't have Protection from Evil cast on him. Also, if there are no time constraints, he will occasionally hold seances to channel various spirits. If there are, he will probably hold seance for the Champion spirit in the beginning and stick with it.

I don't have access yet.

I guess we'll patch everyone up using what healing devices we still have.

"Spawn of Lamashtu, you will be stopped! Have at thee!"

Rapier: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25, Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Sort of, but rather than linking a specific slideshow, you link an entire Google Drive folder with our chronicles in it.

"To hell with you, Minotaur! Somebody tend to Janira, quickly; we mustn't lose her!"

Rapier: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19, Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Seeing his friends leap into action, Enrique gracefully jumps over the creek and charges at the minotaur.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Rapier: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19, Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

As Enrique steps out of the cave and Janira's situation is revealed, an inner conflict ensues.

I must protect her! She is a fellow Pathfinder, a friend!

Stupid frog, you will get yourself killed. My spirit will survive, but your body will perish.

I care not of what you think. My party and you will help me slay this demon, save Janira and become a true Pathfinder!

His consciousness triumphant over Sir Enrique, the grippli charges forwards.

Enrique smiles at Shalagor, shaking his hand warmly.

"Enough good deeds will eventually eradicate Sir Enrique's malevolent nature. It is my duty."

The grippli then starts following Azora, cleaning bits of ooze off his blade.

Me too, though I might switch to a different character, depending on various variables.

As soon as the final ooze dissolves, Sir Enrique loosens his control over the grippli's body, letting the free spirit inside react to his surroundings. With a quick glance at Shalagor, Enrique's face grows stern and he looks around at his allies.

"Do we have any magical healing left? This should prove more effective than our untrained attempts to stop Krstani and Shalagor's bleeding."

"Can't any of you properly tend to a wounded ally? Try harder, Pathfinders, try harder!"

Enrique then begins his assault on the final ooze.

Rapier: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19, Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Seems like the group has already partially dissolved, which would make it hard to continue on another scenario.

I believe in Pathfinder you need a 15 to stabilize someone.

She did, getting an 11.

Unless my stabitty rapier strike kills it.

Enrique moves up towards the half orc, carefully yet forcefully stabbing at the amoeba with the intention of not killing Shalagor.

Rapier: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16, Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9